When he lays me back
Strips all my clothes away
Stares with desire
I feel beautiful
When his lips and teeth
Devour all my dips and curves
Peaks and valleys
I feel beautiful
When his fingertips
Trace my lines
My scars, my stories
I feel beautiful
When he tenderly
Brushes my hair aside
Exposing my neck
I feel beautiful
When I glance over at him
Catch him staring
Deep in my eyes
I feel beautiful
When he steals up behind
Wraps his arms about me
Pulls me closer, inhales
I feel beautiful
When he’s buried deep inside me
Moving, guiding, stroking
Fucking, praising, moaning
I feel beautiful
When he’s here beside me
We’re panting and sweating
Softly caressing
I feel beautiful
©️tara caribou – 2017
That was great!
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Thanks, T!
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You’re very welcome!
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What else a woman would want.Beautiful😍
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Thanks so much for reading (and commenting). 😊
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My pleasure.Have a good day😊
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If you feel beautiful, then you are beautiful….
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Eh. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I don’t as a rule feel beautiful but there are small moments when I do. They are cherished, although hard to truly believe.
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I like this poem very much, but it does make me feel a little sad. As much as you can feel beautiful with him, I hope that you do not feel ‘not beautiful’ without him.
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Most of my poetry is not real life for me. I have an incredible imagination and I put myself into a situation in my mind and I live in that moment for a bit and I write about it. That said, no, I do not feel beautiful, as beauty really is in the eyes of the beholder. But there are small moments where I see a reflection in the eyes of someone else that makes me appear, for a moment beautiful. That was what I was trying to speak to. Seeing the glimmer, the spark of beauty reflected in the eyes of one’s lover. Thanks for reading and the nice comment, too. 😊
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Needless to say you are beautiful, very good poem
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There are moments when I can feel beauty. Usually not. But I see glimpses now and again reflected in the eyes of someone else.
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Great piece. I like the complete disappearance into the physical.
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Come to think of it… I should have written this from the bottom up…
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There’s something to be said about seeing and feeling that need, that desire, is always better than hearing about it, mostly because when you see it, you will have caught something that bubbled to the surface before being contextualized or forced into words. ’cause those are involuntary: even in as simple an action as taking your clothes off, you can sense the drive behind.
And yes, in reverse order would also be very good.
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Exactly. Again, you got right to the heart of it. Thank you!
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Exquisitely captured
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thank you so very much. I appreciate that.
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Ah my talented poetess I’m always so thrilled to read you girl
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Oh! You just made my afternoon! Thank you ☺️
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nice xoxo
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Thank you, Joe! Good to see you again.
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You’re welcome, Tara 🙂
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